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This event on May 4th, 2008 was blogged and photographed by Pinewood Design, someone in the UK interested in art, politics, computer stuff. Anyway, half the time I don't know how I even find this stuff, but I'm glad I did.
I'm a fan of graffiti some of the time. I hate it when it's just a tacky little tag on someone's mortgaged property. I love it when it's artistically rendered on a building so dilapidated and unnoticed it has become part of the public domain from sheer neglect. There's some soul out there who's willing to invest a hundred dollars in paint and a few nights to make it his/hers and love it to life.
Let me tell you, you never see it here I live (chi chi west Austin) but I go gaga when I happen on a small beauty painted on some electrical box in town. The chanciness of the act, the cruel and beautiful impermanence of the act, the possibility of nothingness makes me giddy.
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